22 and on the track of maturity. Single. Trying to mingle. Employed and kicking. Crazy/beautiful. Word vomit. Brain drain. My life in pictures and little words. Procrastination to the highest level. Hello, mood swings. Damn PMS. Bumming 'til I get bummed. Politics is a whore.
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
As Christmas lights start to light up the busy streets of Ortigas and the weather being a bit cooler than the usual, I’ve been finding comfort in walking from the office to the condo. Though I normally do it, lately, it seems to be such a therapy from me (aside from retail therapy that does more damages than good). Usually, I do brisk walking as a form of warm-up before hitting the gym. But the past few days, I’ve been walking slowly, pondering and feeling the Christmas breeze. It may seem so emo or dramatic but breathing semi-polluted air is refreshing after a long day at work.
I’ve realized that ever since I started to (technically) live alone and be in a long distance relationship, I’ve learned to be more independent ever than before. Being alone can be tough and really lonely at times but the peace and quiet also lets me sit (or lie down), relax and take a breather from all the hustle and bustle of work, problems and generally, whatever that bothers me. Before, I would hesitate to walk alone in a mall or wherever because walking alone is just too sad for me. I also wouldn’t sit and wait for someone in a coffee shop and read a book or just do nothing. I wouldn’t eat alone because that’s not a nice sight to see. Lastly, I wouldn’t dare watch a movie by myself because I thought that was depressing. All of that changed when I adjusted to this so-called “lifestyle”. Slowly, I appreciate myself more for not relying to anyone for happiness. Now, I could do stuff on my own without badgering or asking anyone to accompany me because being alone makes me crazy.
It is definitely lonely at times and there are moments that I’d just cry out of depression. After being frustrated and everything that comes in between, I laugh at myself for being pathetic because I’m lucky to be like this. Though there are stuff that I wish I had an adventure partner, it’s still no reason not to do anything. I’m lucky to be not so dependent on how to go about life. I’m lucky because I get to do stuff on my own.
So there, walking has definitely done a lot to me. Not only did it give me my daily exercise, it also serves as my time to think. In addition, it has helped me save money as I refuse to ride the FX because traffic can really get terrible in Ortigas Center especially during this season.